As the skeletal army's encirclement tightened, more and more people were falling, injured, staring in horror at the grotesque skeletons closing in, ready to devour them.
But just then, from the dark, oppressive clouds that had been looming for what felt like an eternity, a sudden clap of thunder echoed.
The thunder roared like a majestic beast, yet carried a hint of something divine.
The blinding lightning lit up the blood-red sky, almost completely illuminating it.
Within the clouds, more thunderbolts brewed, their terrifying power building up, vast and overwhelming, striking fear into the hearts of all who witnessed it.
Even the skeletons, with their blood-red eyes, paused and looked up at the sky, their gaze filled with shock.
"Wait, is that… Brother Timothy's aura?"
Suddenly, a disciple from Sky Sanctuary shouted in disbelief.